My first naked moment happened when I was fifteen on a summer holiday. We were at the beach with my family and another family, and after dinner we teenagers went to get in the car to listen to music. There were four of us, three girls and one boy.

I was kneeling on the front seat talking to my sister and her friend in the back seat, when my more or less boyfriend just slowly snuck his hand up under my shirt until he squeezed my boob. This was evident by everyone that he was squeezing my boob, I looked down at his hand while he just squeezed and let up and squeezed again, over and over. My sister just giggled and asked me if it felt good. About then, my so called boyfriend, put his hand under my bra and started to fondle me.

The conversation shifted to boobs and my sister pulled up her shirt to show hers, and then her friend. So I pulled off my shirt.

We decided to go down to the beach, now that it was dark and skinny dip, So my so called boy friend got his first ever naked experience with three girls. The funny thing is that he got naked too and none of paid attention to him, we were much more interested in each other, we pranced around and got in and out of the surf, pretty much oblivious to him, as we showed ourselves off to the other girls.